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... Clif . Chaplain , away ! thy priesthood saves thy life . As for the brat of this accursed duke , Whose father slew my father , he shall die . Tut . And I , my lord , will bear him company . Clif . Soldiers , away with him ! Tut . Ah ...
... Clif . Chaplain , away ! thy priesthood saves thy life . As for the brat of this accursed duke , Whose father slew my father , he shall die . Tut . And I , my lord , will bear him company . Clif . Soldiers , away with him ! Tut . Ah ...
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... Clif . Such pity as my rapier's point affords . Rut . I never did thee harm : why wilt thou slay me ? Clif . Thy father hath . Rut . But ' twas ere I was born . Thou hast one son ; for his sake pity me , Lest in revenge thereof , sith ...
... Clif . Such pity as my rapier's point affords . Rut . I never did thee harm : why wilt thou slay me ? Clif . Thy father hath . Rut . But ' twas ere I was born . Thou hast one son ; for his sake pity me , Lest in revenge thereof , sith ...
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... Clif . No cause ! Thy father slew my father ; therefore , die . Rut . Di faciant laudis summa sit ista tuæ ! Clif . Plantagenet ! I come , Plantagenet ! And this thy son's blood cleaving to my blade Shall rust upon my weapon , till thy ...
... Clif . No cause ! Thy father slew my father ; therefore , die . Rut . Di faciant laudis summa sit ista tuæ ! Clif . Plantagenet ! I come , Plantagenet ! And this thy son's blood cleaving to my blade Shall rust upon my weapon , till thy ...
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... Clif . Ay , to such mercy as his ruthless arm 30 22-26 . Ah , hark ! ... Here must I . . . end ] 13-15 . Oh harke , I heare the drums ! No waie to flie : No waie to saue my life ? And heere I . . end Q. 27. Enter .. ] 16. Enter the ...
... Clif . Ay , to such mercy as his ruthless arm 30 22-26 . Ah , hark ! ... Here must I . . . end ] 13-15 . Oh harke , I heare the drums ! No waie to flie : No waie to saue my life ? And heere I . . end Q. 27. Enter .. ] 16. Enter the ...
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... Clif . So cowards fight when they can fly no further ; So doves do peck the falcon's piercing talons ; So desperate thieves , all hopeless of their lives , Breathe out invectives ' gainst the officers . York . O Clifford , but bethink ...
... Clif . So cowards fight when they can fly no further ; So doves do peck the falcon's piercing talons ; So desperate thieves , all hopeless of their lives , Breathe out invectives ' gainst the officers . York . O Clifford , but bethink ...
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battle blood brother Clar Clarence Clif Clifford Compare Contention crown death Dict doth Duke of York Dyce Earl Enter King erle Exeunt Omnes Exit Faerie Queene father fight Folio France friends Gentlemen of Verona Glou Gloucester Golding's Ovid Grafton Greene Greene's Grey Grosart Hall hand hast hath haue heart hence Henry VI Henry's house of York King Edward King Henry Kyd's Kyng Lancaster Locrine Lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucrece March Marlowe Marlowe's Montague oath occurs omitted Q Oxford passage Peele Peele's Plantagenet play Prince Quarto quoted Rich Richard Richard III scene Shake Shakespeare shalt slain soldiers Soliman and Perseda Somerset sonne Spanish Tragedy speak speare speech Spenser sweet sword Tamburlaine tears tell thee thine thou Titus Andronicus True Tragedy unto Venus and Adonis viii Warwick words ΙΟ
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66 페이지 - Would I were dead! if God's good will were so; For what is in this world but grief and woe? O God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
95 페이지 - I can add colours to the chameleon, Change shapes with Proteus for advantages, And set the murderous Machiavel to school.
165 페이지 - The bird that hath been limed in a bush, With trembling wings misdoubteth every bush : And I, the hapless male to one sweet bird, Have now the fatal object in my eye, Where my poor young was lim'd, was caught, and kill'd.